The Weeping

The atmosphere was like five years ago when Mother died. All acquaintances came to condolences. Neighbors and closest relatives are busy in the kitchen to take care of the needs for the evening tahlilan.

Five years ago after Mother's funeral, Hendrik came with a letter of agreement. The man persuaded me to sign it and receive a lot of money every month so that I could save for Keynara's future. Hendrik told me that Key's future would be bright with the money I had.

I can still remember Key jumping up and down for joy when she heard I was going to make her a famous singer. I still remember everything well.

Now that I have it all, why did this bad thing happen to my daughter? Who else am I doing all this for? I wanted to climb, but the mountain had already collapsed. I wanted to swim, but the sea was dry. I am the most unfortunate mother in the world.